Date: Tue, 23 Mar 2010 10:12:33 -0500
From: Paul Tolbert
Subject: The Unit 4
Disclaimer: I don't own the character Dave Batista. WWE does.
Chapter Four - Believe It
"The What?" Dave asked, clearly intrigued. His rage was slowly being
replaced by curiosity.
"Bear with me OK cause this is a lot to take in. About 40 years ago, this
scientific research company called Kelencine began pondering the idea
of...humans being capable of supernatural abilities. The thing is
Dave... they actually proved it. In fact, they more than just proved it,
they developed a way to unlock these abilities in people, people with
actual psychic abilities!"
"What?!? Jackson don't screw with me. I swear... "
"Dave I'm not screwing with you! Listen to me. Back in the 60só"
"When people believed in UFO landings and little green aliens?"
"Yeah Dave back then." Jackson rolled his eyes and continued. "It was
rumored that the government somehow found out what Kelencine was up to and
helped to facilitate their research. Kelencine came up with a theory that
certain people had special brain architecture different from other human
beings. People with this special brain architecture were believed to be
capable of exhibiting clairvoyant and psychic abilities. There were tests
and experiments conducted to try and unlock these abilities within people
who fit those criteria, which the government also allowed Kelencine to
do. There are rumors that the government even helped Kelencine located
these unique individuals."
"This is crazy", Dave began. "And you're the one saying that I need help?"
He reached his arm forward to disengage the emergency stop button, but
Jackson stepped forward to block his path.
"Dave I'm telling you the truth! If you come with me tomorrow, I'll prove
it."
"Go with you were exactly? You're trying to tell me that our government has
been allowing some private sector company to experiment on people to try
and make them psychic? For what?"
"Dave..."
"Look, it's late and I'm tired. Now move out of my way."
Jackson stepped aside and Dave pressed the emergency stop button. Their
bodies jerked as the elevator proceeded to continue upwards towards the 6th
floor. Both Dave and Jackson remained silent during the rest of the ride.
As the metal doors opened, Jackson reached into his pocket and handed Dave
a piece of paper.
"Look if you change your mind, give me a call. I'll be waiting. Not like
you got anything better to do."
"Whatever". Dave took the paper and walked out of the elevator and towards
his apartment. Jackson watched the big guy leave. He sighed as he pressed
the ground floor button and leaned on the guard rail behind him.
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